My wife is disabled. Much of the time, there isn't enough space between the pain and drugged insensibility for loving sex. This blog is a diary of our journey. Or just a place to shout. This will not likely entertain you. For that, see my links.

Sunday, August 17, 2014

There's all kinds of other bullshit going on in my life, but Dee told me she wants to sleep in our bed again, so I'm feeling pretty good. I cleared the junk, washed and changed the sheets, and it's bedtime.